With such a strong impact force, even if Tianzhihang was a pure-blooded emperor, it was impossible to be undamaged.

Everyone stared blankly at the battlefield, and the cliff was cut in half out of thin air! Billowing smoke and dust rose from all sides, and the top of the cliff was covered with cobweb-like cracks.

"Xu Yang has made progress again, and now the powerhouses of the Xuan Empress period may not be his opponents. ”

"What a freak, but fortunately it's from our Emperor Sect!"

The Emperor Sect elders laughed heartily, in their opinion, Tianzhihang was already bound to be defeated.

However, in the next moment, a powerful power gushed out from the fractured cliff, and blood-colored air jets erupted from the cracks in the cliff. The breath of Tianzhihang has become stronger than before!

The cliff cracked, and then a bloody light rushed straight into the sky, and came to Xu Yang again, it was the Hang of the Heavens.

Compared with the handsome and chic image at the beginning, Tianzhihang is now a bit wolf. His head was scattered, and the white cloud shirt on his body with a blue background was torn everywhere, revealing a layer of sea-blue inner armor. At the corner of his lip, there was a trace of blood.

However, the breath of Tianzhihang is even more powerful, and the root of this qiē strength comes from the sword he is carrying!

The blade of this sword was long and narrow, with blood-colored filaments on it, flowing slowly, with a thick breath of blood. It doesn't look like it's a sword, it's a bloodthirsty beast that wants to choose people to devour!

"After I comprehended the artistic conception of the Tragic Song Sword Book, the Ancestor gave this holy sword...... This is a holy weapon that can be perfectly matched with the Sword Book of Sorrows! With the help of my ancestor, I have already controlled it 100 percent...... It's called Broken Pulse!"

Tianzhihang spoke slowly, slowly stated, and finally said slowly: "Xu Yang...... You remember, now I'm going to use the Broken Vein Holy Sword to cut your bloodline, so that you can't survive. I can't die!"

Tian Zhihang lifted the holy sword, drew in the air, scribbled handwriting one by one, wrapped in a strong blood-colored sword qi, and shot out towards Xu Yang!

Xu Yang took a breath, clenched the blood drinking sword with both hands, and swung the sword down. The heaven-level sword move, the true martial arts fierce blade was unleashed, and a brilliant flame giant sword, volleyed down, and collided with the cursive sword book of Tianzhihang!

Thunderous explosions. The flame giant sword was brutally broken by those few cursive sword books, and the residual power was still strong, shooting towards Xu Yang.

The Wutu Heavenly Palace trembled, blocking the invasion of the residual sword qi. However, Xu Yang frowned, he felt it. Some sword qi with the thickness of a needle, as if it had spirituality, continued to invade towards the meridians of his body!

"Even the Wutu Heavenly Palace can't stop this weird sword aura?"

Xu Yang was slightly surprised, Tianzhihang, as a descendant of the Heavenly Clan, was indeed extraordinary! It seemed that this strange needle-tip sword qi. It was caused by the Broken Vein Holy Sword in his hand.

Tian Zhihang's expression was solemn, and the holy sword in his hand continued to outline scribbled handwriting, and he muttered like a mad demon in his mouth: "Ten years of life and death, don't think about it, you ......can't forget it."

What he recited in his mouth was the content of the pair of sad song sword books engraved on the cliff of the secret realm of the Heavenly Clan under the sorrow of the Xuantian God at the beginning. The sky is now hanging. He was already completely immersed in the artistic conception of the Tragic Song Sword Book, and the Broken Vein Holy Sword in his hand trembled violently, and there was a terrible roar. Rays of blood burst out!

In an instant, a big scribbled word "injury" took shape, purely composed of blood-colored sword qi, and shot towards Xu Yang!

Xu Yang didn't dare to slack off, in the case of the opponent sacrificing the holy sword and casting the tragic song sword book, if he retained his strength, he would really be defeated.

A brilliant brilliance gushed out from Xu Yang's palm, and then a golden carved holy sword was held in Xu Yang's hand, and the Qianyuan Holy Sword appeared again!

It's just that unlike the Broken Vein Holy Sword in Tianzhihang's hand, this Qianyuan Holy Sword does not have a strong resonance with Xu Yang, which means that Xu Yang does not control this holy weapon 100%.

It's right to think about it, the original owner of the holy sword, Qianyuan Jianzun, died, and the true spirit was thrown into the netherworld, and was going through nine tribulations and ten tribulations in order to be reincarnated! This holy sword was only temporarily sheltered on Xu Yang's body, and he didn't recognize Xu Yang as its master at all. That is, Xu Yang has the Great Ri Qianyuan swordsmanship, so he can barely urge it.

"The Second Form of the Great Day Qianyuan Swordsmanship...... Aurora!"

The Qianyuan sword in Xu Yang's hand was tilted, and a sword was swung out! A brilliant sharp aurora burst out from the tip of the sword, meeting the blood-red tragic song sword book - the big word "injury"!

The two holy powers collided with each other on top of the Heavenly Peak! This confrontation even alarmed some saint-level ancestors.

After all, now Xu Yang and Tianzhihang can be regarded as rare geniuses in a hundred years, and they represent the two strongest people in the younger generation of Tianxuan World. Who is better?

Bang!

With a loud bang, the air vortex visible to the naked eye spread out, rolling and spreading, flying sand and stones on the Heavenly Peak, if it weren't for the headquarters hall being supported by a defensive formation, its roof would definitely be lifted open. This is the terrifying power of the Xuanhuang-level powerhouse, controlling the holy sword and exerting the holy art against the bombardment!

After the vigorous collision, the blood-red word "injury" was shattered, and finally one of the strokes turned into a sharp edge, breaking through the violent chaotic airflow, and shooting towards Xu Yang.

"Haha!" Tian Zhihang laughed, this was one of his hidden backhands, "Xu Yang, you killed Qiong Mei with the Holy Sword Holy Technique, and now I will let you die under the Holy Sword Holy Technique!"

Tian Zhihang is very confident, even if it is Yu Wei, the power of the Holy Sword to urge the Tragic Song Sword Book is definitely not something that the Xuanhuang powerhouse can bear.

A cold glow erupted in Xu Yang's eyes, and he snorted coldly: "Tianzhihang, don't be complacent too early!"

The second change of the Aurora Sword Style, full of rain in the sky!

I saw that the aurora scattered by the collision suddenly turned into a rain of flowers, dragging a long gorgeous tail wing, and burst towards the sky hang, looking from a distance, it was like a magnificent meteor shower sprinkled on the world.

The two young masters are desperate, urging the changes in the holy arts, trying to kill their opponents! If nothing else...... This will be a lose-lose and common end!

"Not good!" Tianxing's big sleeves flew out, and a soft wall of qi blocked the front of the rain in the sky. The magnificent meteor shower exploded wildly on the qi wall displayed by Tianxingjue, but it only made Tianxingjue frown slightly, and he was not harmed in the slightest.

On the other hand, Elder Emperor Zong's movements were not slow, and Elder Deng Long flicked his fingers and shattered the last stroke of the Sad Song Sword Book.

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